Disclaimer: I do not own austin and ally
I had a bad dream last night but luckily, austin was there. 'OMG! Seriously! He IS the sweetest boyfr- wait, we got married- husband EVER!!!' I thought to myself as I woke up next to austin on the couch. We didn't sleep on the bed, but we still slept together! It's at least a step up! I woke up on his chest. I smiled and since he was still asleep, I didn't want to wake him up. So I just layed my head back on his chest and closed my eyes. It was really comfortable. His warm body, smells so perfect, face when he sleeps, 'so cute', I thought. His lips, ones that lock perfectly onto mine, his dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, who can't fall in love with austin, he's just so perfect!
I wake up and I see ally sleeping on my chest. I smile at her. I look over at the clock. '12:30 PM' it read. "Hey, ally, wake up." I say in a soft voice. She wouldn't, so I kissed her neck and she moaned. 'I guess I found her weak spot.' I thought. Then ally got up. "Hey, mornin.'" I say and she smiles. "Hey, austin, good morning." She says, wiping her eyes. "You were really tired." I said. "How do you know?" Ally asks with a smile. "I slept with you!" I say. Ally playfully rolls her eyes. "I also found your weak spot." I state. "Yeah, I noticed." Ally said with a little chuckle. Ally leaned over to me. "Do you have a weak spot?" She asks. "No! I don't have a weak spot! What are you talking about?" I say. But Ally just smiled and asked, "Want me to look?" "Maybe....." I say and then she started to kiss me from head to toe and when she got to the place in between my shoulder and my neck, I moaned. She kissed that spot once more and I moaned one more time. Then she stopped, looked up, smiled, and said, "So, you don't have a weak spot, huh?" "Ok. Fine, I'll admit that I have a weak spot. Ok?" "Ok." She said and then got off of me.
"What time is it?" Ally asks. "12:30." I answer. "Oh. Wanna go for lunch?" She asks. "Sure. Where do you wanna go?" I ask. "I don't know. Why don't we check the pamphlet." She says, taking a piece of paper that opens and closes off the table. She opens it and looks at it. I walk over behind her, looking at the pamphlet. "What about Abby's Appetizers?" She asks. "Abby's Appetizers? We're going to lunch. Shouldn't we have a full meal?" I ask. She gives me a playful death glare. "Ok, fine!" I say, raising my hands up in defense. She smiles.